Write Into The Day:
Demo Think Aloud:

Who: The constitution is for everyone

What: The constitution

Where: All 50 states

Why: to be the highest law

When: it was written in the 1700's.

Tune: Are You Sleeping? (Rough Draft)
Constitution
Constitution
Is the law--the top law.
It's above the state's law
For all folks--even Ma and Pa
50 states!
Wow! That's Great!

Tune: Take Me Out To The Ball Game
Constitution is for all
50 states in our land
It protects all the states in the place
Over the states, it is NOT a big race
So whenever there is a question
About who's law is the boss--
It's not states but the supreme court
There's no words out to toss!

Tune: She'll Be Comin' Around the Mountain:
It was written in 1787 (yell: almost Heaven!)

It was written in 1787 (yell: almost Heaven!)
To cover all the states--
Rights for all that's great!

It was written in 1787 (yell: almost Heaven!)

The constitution is for all it's true! (yell: Ya hoo!)
The constitution is for all it's true! (yell: Ya hoo!)
It was meant for me and you
All our families too!

The constitution is for all it's true! (yell: Ya hoo!)

Tune: It's A Small Small World

It's the high law in the land
It's the high law in the land

It's the high law in the land
It's the highest law!


Poem of One Word Syllables:

Jim yours is the face
I like to see just in front of sleep
The last voice that I hear
Then I think real deep.

You see me off each day
To get me off to work
You have a long day too
You'll not your chores shirk!

We talk through the day
On the phone to say
"I love you, yes, I do!"
We like to share our love
We do not feel real blue.

You are my best friend
I think of no one else
Stick with me to the end
My life with you, I'll spend.

Gilligans Theme Song lyrics

Just sit right back and you'll hear a tale
A tale of CRWP.
That started this to learn to write.
New ideas to see.
The mate was a mighty sailin' man,
The Skipper brave and sure,
Five passengers set sail that day,
For a three hour tour,
A three hour tour.

The weather started getting rough,
The tiny ship was tossed.
If not for the courage of the fearless crew
The Minnow would be lost.
The Minnow would be lost.

The ship aground on the shore of this uncharted desert isle
With Gilligan,
The Skipper too.
A millionaire and his wife,
A movie star,
[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/g/gilligan_s-island-lyrics/gilligans-theme-song-lyrics.html]
The proffessor and Mary Ann,
Here on Gilligan's Isle.

(Ending verse)

So this is the tale of our castaways,
There here for a long long time.
They'll have to make the best of things,
It's an uphill climb.
The first mate and his Skipper too
Will do their very best,
To make the others comf'terble
In their tropic island nest.
No phone ,no lights, no motor car,
Not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe
It's primitive as can be.
So join us here each week my friends,
You're sure to get a smile,
From seven stranded castaways
Here on Gilligan's Isle!

"If you didn't draw it or write it, good measure is to cite it"
1. One hour in Summer...
My Wedding
Josh’s graduation
Being pronounced dead on the scene
2. One hour in Spring...
Going garage saleing with Jan
Learning to drive the stick shift
3. A great food memory...
Having shishkabobs with Wheelers in Tenn.
My wedding cake
4. A school day memory...
Learning to spell February in 4th grade.
Socking Mark Webster for lifting my skirt
5. Writer’s Choice
Leaving Josh at IWU
  • Where were you?

    On my way to my summer employment in Zeeland; a dump truck was bearing down on my S10 pick up.
  • The moment it started...

    I floored the S10, it started across the 31.
  • What happens next?...

    The dump truck separated my S10 into three different parts, driving me onto the floor of my vehicle, down under the steering column.
  • And then?...

    Immediately after impact the driver tore out of his truck and back to my crushed vehicle. A nurse in white, observed the accident, and ran frantically to my vehicle. Immediately diagnosing my internal head injury, she put her fingers in my mouth to prevent me from swallowing my tongue.
  • How does it end?...
    A 15 year veteran of the Michigan State Police took my license, a procedure done when a victim is expired. this policy alleviates the need to interrupt grieving families planning funeral, to look for the document needed for a death certificate.


Write Out Of The Day:
“You’re kidding me, right?
My pants are too tight?”

“That’s right. You’ve got it.
You need to get a better fit!”

“So, one more time,
My jeans are the real crime?”

“We’re done, we’re gone!
We’re leaving with the dawn!”

“But, why (pause) leave church?
For another will you search?”

“We’re done, we’re gone!
We’re leaving with the dawn!”

“Well then, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend
I’ll hope someday sometime our friendship will mend.”

“We’re done, we’re gone!
We’re leaving with the dawn!”

“Well then I’ll try to only be better
I know of those who are now bitter.”

“We’re done, we’re gone!
We’re leaving with the dawn!”

I’ve learned that forgiveness is a process!
I won’t allow bitterness access!

By Angie Vandewarker
(Forgivee-in-process!)